Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Heart's ease of pansy, pleasure or thought, Which would the picture give us of these? Surely the heart that conceived it sought… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
For winter's rains and ruins are over... And in Green under wood and cover Blossum by blossom the spring begins. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
When the hounds of Spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
In friendship's fragrant garden, There are flowers of every hue. Each with its own fair beauty And its gift of joy for… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
White rose in red rose-garden Is not so white; Snowdrops, that plead for pardon And pine for fright Because the hard East… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Wan February with weeping cheer, Whose cold hand guides the youngling year Down misty roads of mire and rime, Before thy pale… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“And her heart sprang in Iseult, and she drew With all her spirit and life the sunrise through And through her lips… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
I shall sleep, and move with the moving ships, Change as the winds change, veer in the tide. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
She knows not loves that kissed her She knows not where. Art thou the ghost, my sister, White sister there, Am I the ghost,… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
A little soul scarce fledged for earth Takes wing with heaven again for goal, Even while we hailed as fresh from birth A little… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
While three men hold together, the kingdoms are less by three. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
Fruits fail and love dies and time ranges;Thou art fed with perpetual breath, and alive after infinite changes,And fresh from the kisses of death,Of… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
“As the dawn loves the sunlight that must cease Ere dawn again may rise and pass in peace; Must die that she being dead… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
Sorrow, on wing through the world for ever, Here and there for awhile would borrow Rest, if rest might haply deliver Sorrow. — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
“Love, that is first and last of all things made, The light that has the living world for shade, The spirit that for temporal… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
“The half-brained creature to whom books are other than living things may see with the eyes of a bat and draw with the fingers… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty ... a man with no loyalty in… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
To wipe off the froth of falsehood from the foaming lips of inebriated virtue, when fresh from the sexless orgies of morality and reeling… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share
